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Chapter 686 Don't Say It, But You Must Say It

This warrior named Mu Yuan has been lurking in the Canglang army.

Yesterday, he was the first to capture the Canglang King and hand it over to Prince Li himself.

This matter, in just one day, had already spread throughout Beilan City.

However, everyone thought that he was an undercover agent arranged by the Ninth Princess in the enemy army.

But...he is actually from His Highness?

Everyone was stunned for a moment, this...how is this possible?

This little Highness left them behind and ran away! What does she have to do with this war?

Mu Yuan had no expression on his face, lowered his eyes, and looked at the glass of wine in his hand, but there was no movement.

Chu Weiyun narrowed her eyes, feeling a little unhappy.

Especially when I saw his half mask, I felt disgusted.

However, he is now the only chess piece that can be used to make a name for himself, and cannot be discarded.

"Mu Yuan, come here. Do you want me to personally bring you here?"

Mu Yuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then he put the cup down, stood up, and walked slowly towards her.

Finally, he sat down next to her.

Mu Yuan is actually from His Highness! He really is!

how so?

Could it be that all this is not the arrangement of the Ninth Princess, but...your Highness?

Chu Qingge also looked at Mu Yuan with a bit of astonishment in his eyes.

What is the relationship between him and Chu Weiyun?

After Mu Yuan sat next to Chu Weiyun, he just lowered his head and drank slowly.

Don't speak, don't look up at anyone.

Somewhat lonely.

But he did not deny what Chu Weiyun said. In other words, he himself admitted that all this was Chu Weiyun's arrangement.

Chu Weiyun looked at the stunned people below and said with a smile: "Everyone has misunderstood me these past few days."

Misunderstanding? What else can be misunderstood?

I only heard Chu Weiyun say with a slight smile: "We have Canglang's spies in Beilan Pass..."

Before he finished speaking, he started whispering.

In fact, there may be enemy spies anywhere, which is not surprising.

However, no one has mentioned it before. If it were mentioned, everyone would not be able to accept it for a while.

Chu Weiyun continued: "In order to make Canglang's coach believe that I am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, I have been acting in the past few days to make myself an incompetent person and make Tuobayi relax his vigilance."

Chu Weiyun turned her head, looked at Zhang Yan who looked troubled, and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, you also know this matter, you might as well tell everyone."

"This..." Zhang Yan's fingers holding the cup kept tightening.

Can't say, shouldn't say!

But, you must say it!

Your Highness, it is related to the face of the Southern Jin royal family. This face indeed...cannot be damaged.

It's just that I have no face to face some people...

She lowered her eyes, not even daring to look at Chu Qingge who was far away.

Although the sound is very soft, everyone around is waiting with bated breath, so no matter how small the sound is, everyone can hear it.

Zhang Yan whispered: "All of this... is indeed arranged by His Highness, Your Highness... He has been enduring the humiliation."

Everyone at the banquet was stunned!

But soon, it became clear immediately.

This is a tactic to lure the enemy!

It turns out that their little highness is not really so incompetent. It turns out that this is all a misunderstanding!

Not only did she arrange for people to lurk among the enemy troops, she also used herself to make the enemy troops take it lightly!

Unexpectedly, His Highness, who they regarded as extremely incompetent, could be so resourceful!

The most important thing is that she is still flexible and flexible. She would rather be misunderstood by the common soldiers than expose her plan!

How could they not love such a little Highness?


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